Finders Keepers

Small tokens found upon the ground

One of a kind, some lucky find

Amidst flotsam and jetsam floats a mites and ants

My only friends

I feel I must take in

Things that are forsaken

But who will collect me?

We'll see

We'll see

I must protect what I collect

Where will I store sun dreams galore?

A place for everything, and everything in its place

I've no space

There's no room on my shelf

And no place for myself

Nowhere that I belong

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

I spent my time at the five and dime

A treasure trove, I often dove

Through bric-a-brac for anything I lacked

Until you came by

One day I stopped at a curio shop

Then you walked in, my long lost grin

How curious when happenstance and chance align

It's a sign

For it was meant to be

That someday you'd find me

Just put me by your side

And I'll reside